a christmas star

hello I am a star on top of a christmas tree. for all but a week I see pure darkness but in that one week I see the true beuty of christmas, i hear the the wonderfu; christmas charols, i smell the delicous sent of the ginger bread cookies fresh from the oven. I taste nothing but I wait every year for when this happens becuase when I am in that dark box I am with my friends doing what ever we want but I taste nothing with joy. I feel my

precious home, the christmas tree.